A trace of doubt floated in Ye Siming's dark eyes.

He pulled Gu Nuo'er back to sit on the side of the bed, bent over, and put his ear to her abdomen seriously again.

Seeing him like this, Gu Nuoer couldn't help chuckling.

"Are you listening again if there are any children?"

Ye Siming listened for a long time, but found nothing.

He straightened up and looked at his wife with only love and worry in his eyes.

"You rarely feel unwell continuously. If you are so lethargic, you may be pregnant."

"But I just listened, and I didn't sense any other breath of life."

Ye Siming pressed Gu Nuo'er, made her lie down again, and covered her with a quilt.

"Probably too tired, take a good rest and don't get up yet."

In fact, Ye Siming didn't need to say it, Gu Nuoer felt her own pulse.

Not a happy pulse.

I don't know what's wrong, I'm just sleepy.

She watched Ye Siming sitting on the ottoman, covering her palms with both hands, and rubbing against his own cheeks.

Gu Nuoer couldn't help showing an extremely sweet smile.

"It would be great if we were really pregnant, but didn't Brother Siming say that it would be more difficult for us to conceive."

Ye Siming touched her forehead, then bowed his head and kissed Gu Nuoer's brow tenderly.

"It's okay, just listen to you and let nature take its course."

"Just now I went to Ou Yezi to extend Ye Nuo's sword, but he said that I am not the owner of the sword."

"I have a hunch that this sword will be left to our children in the end."

There was some light in Gu Nuoer's eyes.

She suddenly turned sideways, facing Ye Siming.

"Brother Siming, do you like boys or girls?"

"Girls." Ye Siming replied almost without thinking, "It's best to be girls."

"Is it too hard for girls to practice swords?"

"No, I'll teach her. If she doesn't like it, we'll teach her something else."

After Ye Siming finished speaking, a more handsome and gentle smile appeared on his thin lips.

He said: "Whether it is a boy or a girl, I protect you when you are young, and when it grows up, we will protect you."

Gu Nuoer felt happy just thinking about it.

Ye Siming is a good husband, and he will definitely be a good father.

Just like her daddy.

Thinking about it, she closed her long eyelashes.

With a sleepy mutter in his mouth: "If there is a baby, we just need to make it happy."

Gradually, Gu Nuo'er fell asleep.

Seeing this, Ye Siming wrapped the quilt tightly for her, and then quietly closed the door and left.

Probably talking about the baby before going to bed.

Gu Nuoer had a dream.

A chubby two-year-old male doll, Yuxue looks cute.

Although the eyebrows and eyes are still immature, they are very similar to Ye Siming.

He started to walk, shaking and shaking.

Gu Nuo'er knelt down and reached out to him: "Zai Zai, come here."

"Mother~" The little guy immediately opened his arms and ran over.

However, within a few steps, he fell down with a snap.

Gu Nuoer encouraged him: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, just stand up by yourself."

The little guy really didn't cry.

Standing on the ground by himself, hexiu stood up.

Then, he kicked the ground.

"I'll let daddy come over and kill you later!"

Gu Nuoer woke up with a smile.

The light in the demon temple is dim.

Probably knowing that she was sleeping, Ye Siming took Gu Yihan to relax and play elsewhere.

When Gu Nuoer thought of the baby in her dream just now, the smile on her face deepened.

I really want to give Brother Siming such a cute baby~

Unfortunately, it is difficult to even conceive now.

Gu Nuoer sighed, and inadvertently put her hand on her lower abdomen.

Originally, she thought she still couldn't feel any breath in her abdomen.

But suddenly there was a weak life force, shining under her palm.

Gu Nuoer opened her black eyes in an instant.